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By 2006, Lowry’s husband Tramposh had his own worries, due to years of alcohol and drug abuse. He was sick with cirrhosis, had type 2 diabetes, and suffered from low testosterone, a side-effect of the methadone he was taking. Tramposh had poor eating habits, and periodically, Lowry would cook him a meal to replace his frequent use of the microwave. In a police report, Tramposh identified himself as having “bipolar disorder.” He noted that he “slept a lot.”

Though the marriage may have brought some stability to Lowry’s life, whatever she did enjoy was worm-eaten by drug-taking and hospitalizations. In addition, the pair often fought over attempts to recover Tramposh’s share of a family inheritance, which, Lowry alleged, was being kept from him by his sister, Erica Winchell. Lowry said that the sister was not paying her brother the money for estate items that had been sold on eBay. According to a story in the San Diego Union-Tribune, Winchell disputed this, calling Lowry “poison.” Lowry, she said, had been “nagging Tramposh to demand his share” of money that was “tied up in probate court.”

On September 21, 2006, Lowry said she and her husband had gone to Costco “for food and water. We had been drinking. Mudslides, in the truck in the driveway [at Costco]. When we got home, we sat in the parking lot [and] drank.” A bit past 8:00 p.m., while Lowry prepared dinner, Tramposh talked about death, “about not wanting to live; he was talking about being a failure. He got a little bit mental.” That’s when the inheritance came up again. They argued over who should call the sister. Tramposh said, “You call her back.” A police report states that Lowry had been arguing with Winchell on the phone. She pleaded with her husband to phone Winchell again “on her behalf. He refused to do so.”

It seems that one of the pair ordered the other to bed. Then, Tramposh changed his mind and moved toward the phone. Lowry said that Tramposh was “angry at his sister, not taking it out on me. But he want[ed] to talk to her again.” His wife was in the way, and he went to push her aside.

Lowry, who’d been cooking dinner, was holding a kitchen knife, one they had bought at the Del Mar Fair. “It was a sharp knife,” Lowry said. “I was trying to get through to him, make him pay attention. I poked him. ‘Stop it. Just quit it. Let’s leave this whole fucking mess alone.’ ” Lowry said the knife didn’t go in deep, though he “did bleed a lot.” Clutching his stomach, Tramposh stumbled out of the trailer.

Lowry called 911. The operator told her to stay in the house. That’s when Lowry began spinning the first of many stories about what had happened. When the operator asked for details, Lowry said that Tramposh had fallen on something in the house. She knew she was drunk; she knew there’d be police. So “I made up bullshit.” But, she continued, “I didn’t think he was hurt. I didn’t know how deep it was. I just thought he would need stitches.”

Scared, she ran outside and found Tramposh in a nearby phone booth on his knees. He’d called an ambulance, “as he knew he was seriously hurt.” Tramposh told the operator his wife had stabbed him. Medical technicians and the police arrived to find him “barely breathing” with a “weak pulse.” He “appeared to be unconscious.” Tramposh then whispered to the police officer that his wife had stabbed him. The ambulance rushed him to Sharp Memorial Hospital, where he had difficulty breathing and a terrific pain in his chest. A laparotomy, or incision in his abdominal wall, found “two liters of clotted and unclotted blood.” The knife had gone in three and one-half inches. After puncturing the liver, the knife struck an artery on the underside of the liver. Tramposh was moved to intensive care, where he lingered, in and out of consciousness.

When the police had arrived on the scene, both Lowry and her husband were in the phone booth. The police had to separate Lowry from Tramposh’s body. According to the report, she was drunk and uncooperative. Initially, she maintained that he had fallen on something in the yard, but when they questioned this story, she said that she “thought someone in the park must have attacked him” while he was outside. When Lowry heard what the hospital was doing to save her husband, she complained that they weren’t doing enough for him.

Finally, she told the officers, “It was a poke, it wasn’t a stab.” A poke to end an argument. The story squared with the facts — the knife, the wound, the phone calls, all of which were verified. The truth, however, was not enough to save Tramposh. He lingered for ten days, until his liver and kidneys failed. He died on October 1, 2006.

In his final days Tramposh made a point of not blaming his wife. Evidence of this comes from his dying statement, which the attending nurses corroborated. “ ‘Tell Marion I love her. You need to tell the detective that she didn’t do it on purpose.’ ” Lowry testified to the psychologist that “the doctors and nurses said he never said anything bad about me.” After her husband’s death, Lowry was remorseful. “He taught me how to be happy with the smallest things, taught me how to slow down. He taught me how to use my mind, how to think, how to relearn new things.” The psychologist and psychiatrist concluded that Lowry was sane at the time of the murder, in part because she had several times consciously misrepresented what had happened.

Last summer, Lowry pled guilty to voluntary manslaughter. She cried to the judge, “I loved my husband, and I didn’t do it on purpose. I was trying to get his attention, and I loved him, and I still do, and I always will. It wasn’t meant to be this way.” Had the case gone to trial and Lowry found guilty by a jury, she might have received 15 years. Instead, the judge, who reviewed the psychological and psychiatric reports, listened to her woes and gave her 7.

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realnews July 3, 2008 @ 12:14 p.m.

Interesting...have been trying to get the Reader to do a real story on men killing women for years...usually because of a divorce. www.FamilyLawCourts.com/domestic.html...

and consider the bad cops, at See www.FamilyLawCourts.com/badcop.html

or Cops who kill or beat up their wives and girlfriends from LA. www.familyLawCourts.com/countylosange...

or, in general.


Misogyny reeks. Right here, right now. If you've got a judge who doesn't care, make a report at www.USAjudges.com and come election time, people can remember.


tlarson July 3, 2008 @ 3:39 p.m.

FYI, the article is NOT about men killing women but women killing men. Realnews has an agenda, particularly against cops. I trust the rest of you actually see that the title "Intimate Murder" refers to women killers. Thanks. TL


billrosen1 July 5, 2008 @ 1:18 p.m.

I just finished the cover story of three murders of men by their women. I have been reading a lot of detective fiction and Tom Larson could certainly write a good detective story if he tried. I also admired his objectivity: none of the three women were paragons of femininity, but the men were worse. None of the three women could leave their men and avoid the crime.

I'm pleased that women are murdering men. I'm tired of the abuse and murder of women by men all through the ages. I wish that Moslem wives would murder their husbands and put the fear of Allah into them. Would that a lot of Catholic wives had murdered their men in the early 20th century after the usual Saturday night beating with the family priest telling the women to endure it.

Well, it is said that most people "live lives of quiet desperation". Middle class people, maybe. But there is nothing quiet about the class of people you wrote about. The abused go on to marry abusers and evil is transmitted from generation to generation.

I had little or no feeling for the married men. Maybe because you didn't tell us so much about them.

It's another hit from my favorite cover story writer, but not one that draws from me the usual empathy.


myzero1 Feb. 8, 2009 @ 3:41 p.m.

You forgot 1 Murder for money, property & Stuff. These murders are often not recognized as murder due to the B.S, told to law enforcement,long term poisoning & freak accidents etc. San Diego has plenty of NOTICE FOR ESTATE PROBATE in newspaper's very few people even read, so the families/loved ones are just screwed. This crime is done in secret and the shame & confusion along with the probate courts only wanting to transfer funds to the living, is the easiest way to get ahead. Not even a Drivers License needs be shown when filing in San Diego.


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